Misusing My Life

Draco was storming across the castle, cheeks flushed in anger. No one dared mock the Slytherin Sex God but he saw it. He saw the people pointing and laughing behind their hands. Hell, even the first years weren't intimidated by him.
Turning the corner and stepping onto the stairs, Draco felt his leg push through the trick step.
"Damnit!"
"Watch your language, you queer!" A portrait glared down at him, a sneer on his face.
"Up yours, bloody portrait!"
Draco realized he was stuck there and no one would help him now.

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She awoke and took in her surroundings. Midnight had fallen and Ginevra was frozen. She lay on the ground, contemplating everything that was rushing through her mind at the moment. Ginevra stumbled up from the ground and began to walk around the quidditch pitch.
"No wonder. He's a bloody queer. Both of them!"
"Yes, Ginevra. Both boys...gay...they hate you!"
Ginny stood frozen in her tracks. No No, no, no; no, Tom was gone. He wasn't supposed to be back. No, no, no!

She sank to the ground, body limp from the faint.


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Ginny groaned and felt a whoosh of breath leave her body when something collided with her flat stomach.
"Get up! Up you blood traitor!"
Ginny could only moan and taste the copper building up in her mouth. The man gave her another swift kick before rolling Ginny over.
"W-who..?"
"Silencio!" Her mouth hung open, no words or screams coming out. Hefting the woman up, the man trekked into the forest.
He tossed Ginny to the ground, binding her quickly with the invisible ropes. Holding his rope a few metres away, he whispered sectrumspectra. Her invisible screams and scrunched face made him almost giggle with glee.
Blood soaked through Ginny's shirt and skirt and she coughed. Her freckles were pasty on her face and her body was angrily trying to push at the bindings.
"Stop it!" He delivered another blow to her stomach only to look at his dragon-hide boots in disgust, the blood trickling down them.
"Lick them clean, bitch!" the toe of his boot was in her mouth. When she didn't comply, he kicked her and forced the girl's head to slam back into the ground.
Ginny hastened to lick his boot clean while whimpering. Her tongue slathered over the hide, soaking it slowly. When she looked up, the man's mask had been removed to reveal...

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Draco froze. Something was going terribly wrong. In fact, his whole body was numb.
Sitting up from his bed, Draco looked out over the grounds of Hogwarts. Something on the wall was moving...

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"Severus, this is wrong!" her husky voice breathed into the man's ear as she was pressed close to him and the wall.
"Hush now. We'll be where we need to in a moment." This was his only reply before they sped off into the night.

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She was undressed now. Her supple breasts were covered in goose bumps as her pert, coffee brown nipples almost shied away from the cold air.
Her dainty fingers caressed along Severus' face and her cupid-bow lips curved into a generous smile. He leaned down, lips inches away from hers. Severus' hair was shielding her face and Draco, who stood in the shadows couldn't figure out who the woman was. But her curves looked absolutely delicious and her skin was soft tan. Not one of the fake tans that girls spelled themselves to have, but a true olive coloured tan.
The Potion's professor nestled between her thighs and his mouth took hers in a fierce, passionate kiss.
The girl's seemingly endless legs wrapped around his tiny waist and he steadily pressed into her sheath.
"O-oh, Severus!" her head tilted back while Severus thrust in and out of her warm and tight hole.
"Oh god, yes!" she screamed louder and Severus began to tense when her nails pierced the skin of his milk-white back.
And they came; panting, writhing, jerking and the woman sobbing. It was like this each time, a complete secret. No one could know.
"I love you, Severus.."
"I love you too," but the name got garbled out as another's scream could be heard.
Although, Draco had seen her. How could he? How could he betray the Dark Lord? Why? There were many students but why...

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Ginny was screaming again, the spell broken. She was looking straight into a pair of piercing green eyes. They gazed almost obsessively down at her naked body and one hand began to caress her milky stomach; stopping to pinch her sides.
"You're such a fucking cow," he chuckled to himself and pulled at the skin, making her twitch and groan; feeling a bruise starting there on her already black and blue stomach.
"P-please!"
"Shut up!"
"I-I love you!"
"SHUT UP!" he delivered a smack at her face, leaving a handprint. Ginny closed her eyes as she heard the man's zipper. When she opened her eyes, they almost bulged from her head before she began gagging and screaming.
The man's penis shoved roughly into her virgin hole. It was pain, the stretching and bleeding. He was steadily pushing in and out now. Ginny began to sob louder when he grabbed her hips and dug his nails deep into the bruised flesh.
With one last shudder, he came in her. Exiting swiftly, he zipped up and walked off, leaving Ginny laying there to stare brokenly up at the sky.